[Exploring the graveyard is hardly a chore! One can learn a lot about a people by how they inter their dead. Sypha takes her time reading epitaphs and running her fingers over eroded symbols. How interesting, that the burial traditions here mirror those of the Church back home. Do the people in Thorne or Solvunn do differently?
The desert sun blasts this patch of ground as intensely as any other, baking the stone under her hands. She removes her straw hat to fan herself as she searches for a large cactus. The bridge of her nose and cheekbones are already burnt red, she might as well put the thing to better use.
She's zero percent surprised to find the largest plant hidden away towards the back of the cemetery. That feels right, for Alucard. Sypha plonks her hat back on her head and her hands on her hips, studying the cactus' silhouette.]
I think your home may have some sort of venereal disease, [she says, because she saw clear pawprints in the sandy soil, she knows he's been through her quite recently.] It's lumpy in some alarming places.
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The desert sun blasts this patch of ground as intensely as any other, baking the stone under her hands. She removes her straw hat to fan herself as she searches for a large cactus. The bridge of her nose and cheekbones are already burnt red, she might as well put the thing to better use.
She's zero percent surprised to find the largest plant hidden away towards the back of the cemetery. That feels right, for Alucard. Sypha plonks her hat back on her head and her hands on her hips, studying the cactus' silhouette.]
I think your home may have some sort of venereal disease, [she says, because she saw clear pawprints in the sandy soil, she knows he's been through her quite recently.] It's lumpy in some alarming places.